No I Don’t have a Wooden Heart

Snowboard boots are a little heavy for walking around in the city but I’ve worn them for two days because that is all I had with me. I wasn’t at my dorm and I didn’t feel like going to get my regular boots. Damn my legs hurt.

I shan’t forget you dear sweet blogger people on Valentine's Days as my feelings on it as stated in my last years post only apply when it concerns a love or lovers and as you all are neither I can wish you all a Happy Valentine’s Day. This may seem a little too frugal in light of Shayna’s gifts to us but, I have to face it, she is a really nice person and I am not. She is one of those special people who actually try to find a gift that is just right for an individual; none of this generic gift giving for her even in blog land. I’m a cynical student living in the city with a cold but not wooden heart.

Go see what she gave us.

Of love I have nothing to say. I have surely had love in my life; love of family, love of friends and maybe “the other kind” even though, admittedly, I have been stingy in that regard to this point in my life. I’m not stingy in general, but love (to me) is a vague concept for which there exists no definition that is firm and sure. It is what it is to whoever chooses to define it and to me it remains obscure. Perhaps… when time allows, and investigation proceeds it will manifest itself to me in a way that I will understand and know, and be able to say most assuredly…ah yes…I get it now. I am pretty sure that candy, flowers, dinner or diamonds will have no role, not even an understudy role, in this revelation. I have no doubt also that love will not come after a hot sweaty night on satin sheets . Dear Judy you were right I think.

For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul.

Tell me Virgil dear if you can do you still think love conquers all?

I can only hope that Erica Jong’s musing were correct .

Love is everything it's cracked up to be. That's why people are so cynical about it. It really is worth fighting for, being brave for, risking everything for. And the trouble is, if you don't risk everything, you risk even more.

They say: Someday love will finally be enough;

I say:

Until that time…………it won’t

Until then……………………………….

The heart is a lonely hunter afterall.

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